A Slight Tilt

Okay, so standing completely frozen wasn't doing me any favors. I tried rolling my shoulders, and to my surprise, my neck actually turned. Right in front of me stood a tall, brooding caped figure, stone-still with clenched fists. I reached out a gloved hand and gave his yellow belt buckle a gentle tap. Just solid plastic. No reaction at all. I guess I'm the only one with working joints up here.